Death Inquisitor

Leaned over and grabbed Wang Shaodong's right arm, pulled down, and pushed up again!

That sour, directly let Master Wang's tears and nose run out.

"I'll give you another hand-swapping therapy to cure all diseases, thank you!" Cao Bao said sternly.

Grabbing Wang Shaodong's wrist desperately shaking.

It looks like a tractor was being launched in the 1980s and 1990s.

The tractor will tremble, and Wang Shaodong is not bad. He will tremble, and the sound is louder.

"Brother Leopard! Forgive me, hurt!"

"Brother Yun, please tell me something. I'm afraid, I'll never dare again!"

"Two elder brothers, ancestors, spare me!"

Wang Shaodong wept bitterly, and his nose was full of tears and blood on his face.

"Rao Ming? Wasn't it crazy when you made me two? I am your eighth ancestor!" Cao Yun also raised a foot and stepped on Wang Shaodong's left arm.

But this time Wang Shaodong responded in a timely manner, quickly shrunk his hand and put his hand on Xiongkou.

"Ma De, dare to hide! Stretch out, come out!" Cao Yun was exasperated.

"Can't you stretch? My brother lets you stretch out, do you dare not stretch?" Cao Bao shook Wang Shaodong's right arm twice, causing him to scream again and again.

The place where the arm is broken will be completely twisted. If Wang Shaodong stands up and straightens his arm, the front part is definitely at a right angle of 90 degrees.

"Let me go, woo woo, don't step on it." Wang Shaodong cried and shook his head, saying he would not reach out and go out.

"Ninima, shameless! Believe it or not, I even trampled on your bear's mouth, and every rib was trampled on you!" Cao Yun said fiercely.

He had suffered such a big crime before, how could he easily spare Wang Shaodong.

Not tormenting this kid thoroughly, he could not swallow that breath.

Wang Shaodong's eyes widened and his face became more frightened.

"Death Inquisitor! You're coming out soon! Death Inquisitor! It's killing here!" He struggled, yelling at the sky.

I don't know what these criminals think, it seems that each one thinks that the death judge should stay in the sky.

"Die trough, you dare to call!" Cao Yun Cao Leopard's face changed greatly, the two quickly slap in front of Wang Shaodong: "Ma De, the death judge will control you? It is he who wants us to kill you, you shouted all over the sky. It's useless!"

But when he said this, the faces of the two gangsters were a little confusing.

Uneasy looking around and heaven. Who knows if the death judge will suddenly change his mind.

"Relax, I won’t care about things between you. For me, you all deserve to die. So it doesn’t matter who dies first, who dies later. Of course, if you two have the ability to pass five trials, then It's another matter." Ye Chen's faint voice rang from all around.

Cao Bao Cao Yun loosened his breath.

Then he smiled bitterly and shook his head again and again.

Given their current state of disability, let alone five trials, it is estimated that this time it is impossible to pass.

What they are thinking now is to torture Wang Shaodong severely, return the suffering that had been suffered a hundred times before, and then eat a three-day meal to be a full ghost.

I never expected anything else.

As early as when they were buried by sandstorms, the third old Cao Feng and the fourth old Cao Lie did not see anyone in life or died, but the two of them were already desperate.

"Lying trough, the judge of Dog Day! You can't die! You can't save yourself, bastard! Brute! Lao Tzu... Umm!!"

After hearing Ye Chen's words, Wang Shaodong got excited and tried to get up from the ground several times, swearing in his mouth.

Cao Bao Cao Yun was terrified, lying down, it doesn’t matter what you call, in case he angered the death judge, he directly dropped a thunder, and our brother was killed by you.

I haven't eaten a big meal yet. How wrong it is to be a starving ghost!

So he quickly covered his mouth, and then punched several times in his abdomen, hitting his eyes almost staring out of his eyes.

After letting go of his hand, he vomited, and everything in his stomach spit out.

The green and sticky beach is a cactus flesh that has been eaten into the stomach before digestion.

Cao Bao Cao Yun was a little stunned. What did they eat? What rich people eat, they really don't understand.

And after such a long time, why is there anything in this kid's stomach, is this indigestion?

"Brother Leopard, what to do, he spit a bear mouth, so disgusting." Cao Yun looked at Cao Bao dumbfounded, a little overwhelmed.

"It's enough to get two cups of yellow sand to cover up, or kill him now!" Cao Bao said fiercely.

"Don't...vomit...Don't kill me! Huangsha..." Wang Shaodong quickly grabbed the yellow sand beside him with another intact hand and threw it at his bear mouth and neck.

I was afraid that it was not enough, and I sprinkled my mouth to cover the vomit at the chin.

Cao Bao Cao Yun's faces suddenly became strange, this kid is so afraid of death.

But fear of death is good, not afraid of death, they still have toss toss, how afraid they are, the more interesting they are to retaliate.

Cao Yun seized the opportunity and pressed Wang Shaodong's left hand to the ground: "Come on, Brother Leopard came to help me hold this kid's hand, I stepped on him!"

"No! Stop wooing, don't step on it." Wang Shaodong exclaimed, crying and begging.

At the same time, he drew that hand vigorously, trying to pull it out of Cao Yun's hand.

However, there is no such thing as Cao Yunda in his strength, but he didn't draw it out for a long time, but let Cao Yun and Cao Bao finish the handover.

Cao Yun raised his foot and slammed it down.

"Ah!" Wang Wendong twitched, shouting hysterically.

This time his left hand was completely abolished.

"Hahaha, Brother Leopard is right, this kid's bones are really brittle, hahaha!" Cao Yun laughed with the pleasure and feeling of revenge.

He had no place to vent this painful day. Now Wang Shaodong is simply the best punching bag.

Wang Shaodong, who was unable to spread his hands on the ground, howled for a while, and finally he was tired. His eyes stared at the sky with dignity, and two tear marks on his face were clearly visible.

He knew he was done, and one arm might resist.

But now both hands are broken and one foot is broken, even if Cao Bao Cao Yun stood and let him fight, he didn't have that ability.

Dead! ..

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